It is a strange feeling to be a visitor in your home town. It dawned on me the other day. I have visited many cities, but I have never visited Saskatoon. Yet, it is impossibly true. I flew home on Thursday, stayed for the weekend, and I fly back to Vancouver tomorrow morning. I am in the city where I was born and raised, but...
I am just visiting.
What a visit it was. It was fantastic to see my family and friends. Lots of chill times this weekend. I am inspired by the support that everyone is giving me. I am truly grateful to have good friends. I hope to see many of you sooner rather than later. If you are ever in the GVA drop me a line.
The central focus of the weekend was my interview with the U of S collage of medicine. This is the second year that I have applied to the collage and been granted an interview. I cannot say that it was anymore comfortable, but I knew what I was getting myself into. It is difficult to asses how one did in the interview. I had no disaster, and I felt that I always had something to put forward. These are good sensations, and I can only hope that I was able to stand out amongst the other applicants.
Before this trip I had been building some large fatigue. My bikes stayed in port moody, training took a back seat, and an official rest week was declared. The rest was great, I have recovered well. The rest was too long. I have become fat and restless. I am eager to get back and start training again. I am very motivated. I am ready to put in more miles and get stronger with every revolution of the cranks. I am currently looking forward to the Team Saskatchewan Camp in penticton BC. This will be the first year that I am able to attend this camp and I am very excited.
Training shall be based solely on feel,
while racing shall be guided by sensations and instinct.